“Come on Amberley I've been waiting for hours,” Shaunna screeched up the stairs.
“Over exaggerating much, I'll be down in 10,”
I sprayed more hairspray on my hair, few squirts of perfume, and took one last look in the mirror. Without sounding big headed, I looked good. I had my most favourite dress on, pale pink, with one sleeve and gold along the top; it clung in all the right places. My long blonde hair was to one side, all curled with loose bits at the front, I slipped on my killer heels, which I know I would regret wearing by the end of the night. I walked downstairs where Shaunna was waiting impatiently.
“I hate you,” she giggled “it's not fair you look so amazing, and your legs, I would die to get your legs,”
I laughed and I locked up the house and made my way to the cab. We didn't talk much on the way, I was thinking about tomorrow night with Damo's parents, I loved his mum to bits but, for some reason his dad hated me. I don’t know whether he thinks I'm not good enough for his son because my mum isn't loaded or what, I wish he would just spit it out; no wonder his son has anger issues with a father like him.
I miss my mum though, since she got this new job she is always away. I'm happy for her though. She went through a really bad time when my father died, although they had been split up for over a year, he used to come round and spend a lot of time with me, it must of been a shock to find out he had been murdered, I was only 5 so I didn't really understand.
“You getting out? Or you just going to ride around with the cab driver all night?” I didn't even notice we was here, too deep in thought I guess.
“Keep your knickers on, I'm coming,” laughing I tried to get out the taxi in a lady like way, my dress was quite short.
We was stood outside a bar called The Hut. Luckily it wasn't one of those swanky bars where they look down there nose at you if you buy a drink that cost less than ten dollars. The place was nice though, and there was a nice friendly atmosphere. The walls were all magnolia with canvas pictures of New York scattered around.
We walked over to bar, I noticed Shaunna fidgeting and crossing her legs,
“You just go to the ladies, I'll order ok,” she thanked me and run off.
“Can I have two cocktails please?” I shouted to the barman, he looked round,
“And what kind of cocktail would you like beautiful,” he winked, making me blush, this guy was gorgeous. He was tall, and muscly, dark hair and amazing dark eyes, I didn't even realise how much I was staring until I seen a hand wave in front of me.
“I'd love to stand here all day and let you perve at me, but sadly I have a job to do, so which kind of cocktail would you like?” he was grinning; I think he was relishing the fact I was probably blushing.
“Surprise me,” I winked trying to be sexy, he probably thinks I'm a right Muppet, I mean he must get it all the time. He placed the drinks on the bar, I handed over some money, he shook his head, and I looked at him confused,
He smiled “There on me,” wow his smile is amazing
“Why?” nice one, I could just hit myself right now, how ungrateful do I sound,
“Well, I'm only working here for the weekend; it's my mate’s bar he asked me to look after it while he was away,”
I stared at him still confused.
“And what's that got to do with buying me a drink,” he smirked
“Well I decided before I started I would buy the most beautiful woman who came in, a drink,” he winked again; I wish he wouldn't he looks so hot when he does.
“But what if someone comes in after me, who is more beautiful? I wouldn't have been the most beautiful woman to come in then would I?” I twiddled with my hair.
“I doubt that would happen,” once again he winked and walked away to carry on serving. With that Shaunna appeared,
“That was either the longest pee ever, or, you decided to just stand in the toilet for as long as possible to make me look like a loner,” I didn't really mind I got to flirt with the hottie barman, which I feel guilty about, if Damo knew he would go mental, but a little flirting never hurt anyone. Did it?
As the rest of our friends turned up we went and got a table. Few hours later most of us were tipsy, dancing and having a laugh, it was karaoke night tonight; some of the people singing were dreadful. I was a bit tired so I decided to sit down for a bit, when the barman came over to collect glasses, he held his hand out,
“I'm Shay by the way,” I laughed at the fact it rhymed, I stopped when I realised how immature I looked, I held my hand to his,
“Amberley,” he held my hand to his lips and kissed it, causing me to blush.
“Amberley, I like it, never heard it before,” he sat opposite me
“Yeah, my parents decided to name after how I was conceived,” he just looked at me, puzzled “Well my name is Hindu for the sky, my parents decided whilst on a plane they wanted to join the mile high club, which led to my mum getting pregnant, therefore I was conceived in the sky,” he looked at me quite impressed, and looked like he was thinking hard,
“Hmm interesting, I would off just called you Sky though” he laughed, oh my god he laughed at his own joke, I think he noticed I did not like his joke very much,
“So can you sing?” He asked looking hopeful, I shook my head, just as Shaunna interrupted
“Yes she can, she is amazing” she smirked and walked away, wow sometimes I could strangled her,
“Good,” he winked got up and walked off.
Truth was, I actually loved to sing, and I was pretty good. I loved anything to do with performing, singing, dancing, and acting. I’ve been in all the schools performances, which reminded me how much I was looking forward to the next one.
The senior year performance was always a big deal, everyone in the year had to be involved in some way or other, obviously those who do drama, singing or dancing had the major roles, but I take all three and intend to be the lead. Usually the school only lets you take one of the three options, but I begged and begged to be able to take all three and promised I would take extra curriculum classes and tutoring to keep up with my other classes.
“Oh my god,” I shouted, the karaoke dude just said my name, I put my head in my hands and hoped no one would notice, when I felt myself being dragged up, I looked and noticed it was Shay,
“I can't believe you,” I squealed
“It will be fun,” he assured me
I stood on stage waiting for the song to start, Summer Loving popped on the screen,
“Cheesy much,” I really am not impressed.
The song ended and I must admit it was quite fun, Shay gave me a hug and I walked towards Shaunna, she was smirking,
“Oh my god he is so into you, you should well swap numbers” I actually found it funny how excited she sounded
“I don't think so, he is just having fun don't think he will be interested in seeing me again” I sighed when I heard a voice behind me,
“Oh but I am very interested,” he winked, I've never known anyone to wink so much and get away with it, I can't believe he actually wants to see me again,
“I'm sorry but I have a boyfriend,” I heard Shaunna tut and I looked at her,
“Amberley he is an absolute asshole, he don't even deserve you and you know it, anyway we're all leaving now you ready?” I nodded, I didn't know what to do, and Damo is perfect fifty per cent of the time but is that really enough?
“Sorry I have to go” I walked away before I got tempted, I headed out of the door and was just about to get in the cab when I felt someone grab my arm. It was Shay. He handed me a price of paper with his number on,
“If you decide your friend is right, and your boyfriend is an absolute asshole call me ok”'
I took the paper and nodded and then he pressed his lips against mine, I should of pulled away, I knew I should off, but I didn't, I wanted this, and his kiss was amazing, he pulled away and looked into my eyes,
“I'm sorry I just had to kiss you before you left, see you around” and he walked back into the bar, I wanted to follow him but before I knew it I was in the taxi heading home, replaying what just happened in my head.
DAMO'S POV
I stood on the corner and watched him kiss her, I waited for her to pull away but she didn't, I've watched her in the bar all night flirting with him. It was wrong to follow her and watch her I know, but I had to, I don't know why, I just knew that I should. I felt the anger exploding inside me like a bomb; I turned and punched the wall, hard, very hard. I felt warmth down my arm I looked down to see it was bleeding badly. I wanted to hurt him, I wanted to kill him. I pulled out the knife I always keep in my pocket, my dad tells me to keep it for my safety, and he has a lot of enemies. I thought about it, not tonight, but once my parents are away I'll make him pay.